The Innocent Carries the Guilt of the Guilty

"Have mercy..."

Hearing Zhu Youji's words, the fear on the faces of the two intensified, pleading for mercy continuously. At this moment, in their minds, Zhu Youji had become a figure like a deity or demon. What Western Depot? What Liu He? They had all been completely forgotten! What importance did these things have compared to their own lives?

"Hmph!"

Zhu Youji snorted lightly, tossing two pills in front of them. Without considering whether it was an antidote or poison, Liu Xi and Liu Liu directly put them in their mouths and swallowed.

As the pills entered their stomachs, the medicinal power gradually catalyzed. The previously extremely itchy wounds gradually eased, and the intense pain disappeared. They breathed a sigh of relief, sweating profusely, and exchanged a glance, not daring to get up. They continued kneeling and kowtowing, saying, "Thank Your Highness for granting the medicine."